SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS
CHAMBER ZAX9XQ
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Welcome to the new frequency.
SAVE YOUR PROGRESS IN THE ETHER
